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#RUNESVEIN ββ like or reblog if you're interested in interacting with an indie & mutual exclusive rp blog for viktor from riot's arcane. canon divergent & headcanon based, as well as crossover & oc & duplicate friendly, written by pluto! ( 26, he / she ) solely based off of arcane and vibes as i've had no prior experience with league of legends. not spoiler free!
it took some convincing to get viktor to let him guide him , hands covering his eyes as they carefully walked their way into the lab , because yes , even on a birthday they were likely to spend time in the lab together . except , the smell of food filled the air the moment the door was open , having made a full course meal and managed to sneak it into the lab without him noticing . there was wine , too , of course , and a personally baked birthday cake . carefully , he removes his hands , putting them behind his back instead to fiddle nervously . an evening in the lab with food and spirits would surely be a good way to spend his birthday , right ... ? just the two of them , no one else , in the environment that they love to share together .
β happy birthday , v . β
β jayce -- this really isn't necessary . β πππππβ πβππΌπ» ππ βπΌπΈππβ as he was slowly guided down hallways into their lab . he knew this route off by heart and truly could navigate it with his eyes closed , if need be , so he knew where they were headed . he really didn't need to fuss , it was just a birthday ; but viktor had learned to let jayce partake in whatever sweet little acts of affection he desired , even if they were unnecessary .
πβπΌ πππΌππ ππ½ π½πππ» hit him quite fast as they entered their second home ( though at this point it was more like their first ) and viktor hummed in appreciation , jayce's cooking was always phenomenal . as hands removed themselves from his eyes viktor blinked in the sudden intake of light and was greeted with not just a meal -- but a feast . he let out a soft and short little chuckle , appreciation spreading to his lips as he took it all in ... and turned to face his partner .
β thank you , jayce ... it's wonderful . β
ππΌπ , βπΌ ππΈπ βππΎβπ . an evening in the lab with a personally cooked meal and a cake to boot ... it was perfect .
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happy happy birthday to viktor!!!! this man is gonna get some alcohol in his system for sure
πΌπβππβπΈπ ...
an independent and selective canon non - conforming ππΈβπππΈπ from square enix / disney's ππβπΎπ»ππ βπΌπΈβππ . following a personal twist on khiii, an attempted redemption arc with lots of self - sabotage, inner turmoil, and spite. original est feb 06 2019 - rebooted dec 25 2024. please like and / or reblog if you're interested in interacting. forged by pluto ( he / she, 26 )
Pixie gasped, the backpack she carried full of different artifacts had jingled as she stepped aback in excitement, hands which were close to her heart had reached out, small palms gently pressing against the purple hued mechanism that had become of his arm. Oh if those eyes could get any bigger... β β Whoah. What a curious magical charge. β
πβπΌ ππππΎβππΌππ πβππΈβπ» ππππ pulls at his lips , amused by her wonder at what he was now -- viktor never really had that same intrigue , too consumed with the devastation at what he'd become , that the hexcore had lived on and consumed him as it did ... hΜ΅eΜΆ Μ·hΜ·aΜ΄dΜΈ Μ΅ nΜ΅oΜΈ Μ· sΜΈuΜ·cΜΈhΜ΄ Μ΅wΜΆoΜ΄eΜ΅sΜ΅ ΜΆ aΜΆnΜΆyΜΆmΜΈoΜ΄rΜ·eΜ· .
β it is , isn't it ? it's taken me quite a while to get used to , but it feels ... almost nΜΆaΜ΅tΜ·uΜΆrΜΆaΜΆlΜ΅ now . β
Hello there! I just wanted to say I really enjoy your portrayal of Viktor and your icons/graphics are beautiful! Have a great day!
awww thank you so very much!! that means a lot to me! i feel like i'm still finding my footing with how i write him so i'm really glad you're enjoying it!
β if you really must be so curious , fine ββ you can touch my arm . β
starter call: @runesvein.
she's been watching him for a while now β something jinx is willing to bet he's been getting used to, if maybe in all the wrong ways. trips to piltover have gotten less and less rare for her since the invasion, but the stares still follow her down every corner. distrust, fear, blame. that's not why she's been observing, obviously β she's hardly one to preach about keeping your hands clean. she's merely interested. why? jinx would call it curiosity, if pressed; its real name lies closer to a word like empathy. unfortunately for viktor, invoking such a feeling comes with a price: being studied like a bug, and subsequently bothered. no one ever said doing better had to come at the expense of being a nuisance, so here they are, appearing from nearly thin air to do just that. "hiya!" which is the only prelude she allows before plowing on ahead. "we met a while back. harold or whatever, great to see you. look, i forgot to ask: the white streaks β you do 'em yourself, or just getting old? it's a good look."
πππππβ βπΈπ» π½πΌππ πβπππΌ πΌππΌπ πβ βππ for a while , he didn't try to stop it . although he couldn't tell who it was studying him he had confidence that his newfound control over the arcane after his disappearance with jayce was more than enough to protect himself with .
πβπΌ ππΈπβ βπΌπΈππβ βπΌ βπΈπ» βπ πβππΌβπππβ of doing anything about his observer was plainly , well ... he thought he deserved it . the extent of the guilt he harboured for what almost transpired , the fate runeterra was nearly submitted to , all because he fell to the influence of his own creation . whatever ill will the rest of society felt towards him he would accept , shouldering another metaphorical weight atop his back .
βππ ππβββπππΌ ππΈπ βπΈπβπΈπΉππΌ πβπΌβ when eventually those watchful eyes gave themselves a voice and a face βββ familiar ones at that . viktor blinked at her , brows furrowing in utter confusion at how ... casual jinx sounded . she wasn't furious with him ? β ... ah βββ viktor , actually . my name is viktor . β he stumbled over his words a moment as he found his composure . β ... and no , a side affect of the arcane , i'm afraid . a permanent alteration .... why exactly were you studying me ? β
starter call .... @viaetor !
πππ½πΌ πβ βπβπΌππΌββπΈ was all but on its deathbed , on the precipice of entering a stasis that couldn't be undone ; mere moments away from a fate it didn't deserve all under viktor's hand βββ or well , his physical hand , though the one pulling its strings was the hexcore itself .
π»πΌππΈπππ . πβπΌπ πβπΈπ βπΌππ» βπ πππΎβπ in the scientists own eyes . although he wasn't in his right mind he was still the one who turned hextech into what it became βββ all roads indefinitely led back to him .
ππ πβπΌβ βπΌ πΈβπ» βππ πΉπππβπΌππ βπΈβπβπΌβ had given up their lives to thwart the chains destiny seemed to noose him in the last thing viktor expected was to open his eyes once again , in a place different to the one they left no less . himself and jayce had explored for a time , taking in the odd creatures that littered the land and trying to make sense of it all βββ was this a different timeline ? or had they simply ended up on a different planet ? ... both ?
πππ βπΈβ ππΈππΌ πβπΌ πππππ πΈβπ» ππΌβββππππΎπ away from the scientist , but you could never strip him of his intrigue , his thirst to understand ... and so that's what led viktor to where he was now , gingerly approaching a quaint looking city . he had seen enough to know he did not fit in here , but viktor needed answers , and supplies ... he hoped the people of this world would accept him enough for that much .
starter call .... @corderis !
life in piltover was .... good . viktor could say that with confidence now and it made him happy ; he'd dedicated his life to making this venture topside worthwhile , his parents bent over backwards and then some to weasel his way up here as a child and he wasn't going to forsake that .
the juxtaposition however was still .... odd . unsettling at times βββ the hatred between both sides , top and bottom , were so palpable you could cut through it and here he was .... with compassion and connection to his home , and a future and friend in piltover .
the ebb and flow of such things weren't new to him though and so viktor navigated it well ; he had just finished catching up with his parents and little sister and was on his way back home βββ at least until something ( or someone ) caught his eye .
a girl , still early in her teens and very clearly not from the underground . the scientist paused with a start βββ brows furrowing tightly as he examined her for a moment . ( he never was skilled at keeping his emotions off of his features ) she seemed as if she were scavenging but ... what for ? viktor cleared his throat and stepped a little closer .
β it's dangerous wandering around alone . β there was a hint of worry in his tone βββ was she hungry ? lost ? how did a child of piltover end up down here ? β what are you looking for ? β
# ππππΎβπΈππΌ ... & to lose yourself for what you love ; a personal portrayal and exploration of the player character ( mathias kyrre ) from square enix & disney's kingdom hearts union x. { not lore compliant / headcanon based original character } independent, private, and selective with a storyline that favours multifandom / crossover interaction ! created and adored by pluto ( he / she, 26 )
πΈ ππππ»π πβ .... creating your own future, being gentle in the hardest of times, the loneliness of knowing the truth, the fear of caring too much, standing your ground, sacrificing it all ....
β§ carrd β§ also found on: @runesvein β§
starter call .... @j1hnxed !
it had been a long day ... himself and sky had made considerable progress on vander's condition today but it had subsequently left all parties involved drained and in need of a good break , lest they make an error in their venture to reach the mans mind .
viktor found himself now wandering the commune , taking in the peace the people who resided here were in . pride and happiness βββ they had all been in such pain before he'd arrived , he very much enjoyed seeing them at ease now .
it was then that he'd spotted jinx βββ lounging around and watching over isha , he'd assumed . intrigued to attempt at conversing with her again now that she hopefully had more faith in his abilities he calmly wandered over , cane and metal feet making soft clinks against the ground .
β jinx . β he called , not inclined to use her childhood name a second time . β how are you finding your time in the commune ? everyone is so at ease here . β .... on second thought , perhaps he was being a touch too forward . β .... ah , what i mean is .... may i sit and chat ? β
starter call .... @legendaes !
viktor had no idea how jayce managed to persuade him into this , but he was currently brooding away at a function . a ' party ' if you could even call it that βββ full of tailored smiles and forced laughter . mingling and schmoozing . oh how he yearned to be back in the lab buried in his notes .
it seemed like no matter how many years went by overlapping the time he'd lived in the undercity he never quite shook some of his upbringing . how he ached for blatant honesty , to cut to the chase and skip the formalities , this idle sweet talk was sure to turn his hair grey .
although jayce was nowhere to be found βββ swept off by his adoring supporters no doubt βββ viktor's eyes had still landed on another familiar face ... mel . he breathed a sigh of relief as his eyes bore into her like a cats , as if he was trying to beg her to stay where she was , give him a reason to stop sinking further and further into the corner of the room .
viktor managed to slink his way up to her side , one hand nursing some wine as his other gripped his cane . β i don't know how you do this . β he grumbled , exasperated . β i think i would much rather pluck every individual hair from my arm with tweezers than endure this a moment longer . β
dramatic , he knew . he was allowed to be .
despite having the day off today i have yet to get anything done here because my adhd was forcing me to finish setting up my secondary rp blog, but i've done everything i can be bothered doing now!
because i have some kh fans and disney rp blogs following me very quickly wanted to mention that i now have a kh oc rp blog over here! @lysgrave if ur oc friendly and want to chill with a sweet and quiet man trying to find himself a new place to belong consider giving him a look!
ok, back to our scheduled programming!! time to work on starters and send people out some memes
send βοΈ to throw a snowball at my muse
starter call .... @arcanepromise !
the last thing viktor felt was agony .... the fabric of his very being forcibly torn apart , rupturing from the inside out . it was scary βββ terrifying . but there were hands , warm and grounding , cradling the back of his head ; he thought maybe he could be at peace with that , that the fragments of his matter that remained wouldn't be alone , instead entangled with jayce's forever .
he was sure that was it βββ lights out , no more . it was peculiar then how a voice rattled in his ears . funny ... to be able to hear despite being dead ...
.....
his name .... someone's saying his name ...
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..... .....
jayce .
and suddenly his body is moving , he didn't even realise he still had one of those βββ groggily viktor struggles to sit .
β i'm here ... β viktor croaks out , blearily blinking open his eyes . jayce sounds panicked . frantic . β jayce ... i'm here .. ! β
alive .... they were .. alive ?
